I didn't have a good night's rest and my dream was very uneasy and I remember crying my eyes out. When I woke up it felt so reaI I just broke down and cried sitting on the edge of my bed. Memories from my journey hit me in that moment and I couldn't stop crying from the thoughts of what I went through last year and the year before when my fight all first began.

This morning is really rough because today is the day I have my port removed. Over a year ago a week after being diagnosed with lymphoma. I had a port placed on the right side of my chest and it got infected so they had to remove it. Then two weeks later I had another surgery to have the second port placed on the left side of my chest. It's been over a year since that day and now I feel so blessed to have this day come to have it removed from me FOREVER. (Tears of joy)

I am really in complete remission and it feels so good. I thank God for my restored health and my family and friends for being my support system through my entire journey. It was a journey filled with highs and lows but I kept fighting that DEVIL and I won my battle.

Oh Lord you heard my cry and you healed me. (Crying)

People just don't know what it feels like to have gone through this if they haven't been through it physically. It can tear you up if you don't trust in God to see you through. I kept my smile and kept an amazing spirit to win my battle.

It hurt me and I asked why me but quickly I said to myself "Why not me?" We all have our life challenges but we have to have a Dzire2Survive and get through our storms.

I want to help others get through their battle at this time because I am a witness to it and I want them to survive as well.

(Grammar and punctuation may be off but I do hope you understand this moment)